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Zetulah: Queen of wolves

This isn’t a fairy tale. No heroes. No lessons. Zetulah Viridian isn’t a savior. She’s the part of you that knows kindness gets you killed. And her story? It’s the question you’ve been swallowing since life first kicked your teeth in: How much worse would you burn the world to make it hurt like you do? Zetulah is just a woman with blood in her teeth and a knife, asking: How much of your soul would you sell to watch your enemies bleed? Before wolves ruled the world, war did. Four dynasties carved the realm of Varkathis apart like a carcass. Their war is no longer about thrones—it’s about erasing each other from history. For centuries, four houses ruled through brutality and broken vows: House Emberclaw (South): Flame-lit conquerors with eyes like smoldering coals. They leave only ash and children's bones behind. House Viridian (West): Healers turned hunted, their once-bright green eyes—symbols of hope, and nature—now dimmed to murky moss. Targets for slaughter. House Azzuri (North): Ice-hearted titans with gazes bluer than glacial crevices. They would let their own blood freeze before breaking an oath. House Moriba (East): Puppeteers with golden eyes that flicker like gilded lies. Stare too long, and you’ll wake up throat-cut with your own dagger. —-------- Zetulah Viridian doesn’t scream when her brother dies. She counts the seconds until his fingers go cold, the Emberclaw dagger still jutting from his throat. They don’t let her bury him. Instead, they nail Fenrik’s corpse to her family’s gates—a scroll stuffed between his teeth: “Let the last Viridian choke on her brother’s rot.” They take her title. Her home. Even her pride—carving the Emberclaw sigil into her land as a warning to survivors. But rage? Rage is the one thing they can’t carve out. Zetulah isn’t fighting for a crown. She’s fighting to keep her tongue, her liver, her green eyes from becoming Emberclaw trophies. To survive, she kneels to the boy whose family murdered her brother— Prince Kaelith Emberclaw, whose crimson gaze burns like a forge even as he bandages her wounds with surgeon’s hands, that has snapped more necks than healed them. Every time he laughs—warm and bright, nothing like the Emberclaw pyres she’s cursed—she forgets, just for a heartbeat, that she needs to kill him. War horns sound. Now, Zetulah must choose: Lead her surviving kin into the hellmouth of battle, or light the match that burns every house—hers included—to cinders. Because in the realm of Varkathis ? Mercy is the lie you tell while sharpening your blade. Power is the scream that haunts your enemies’ sleep. And Zetulah? “She’s learned how to make the world scream with her.” "You won’t like Zetulah. You’ll recognize her—the part of you that knows mercy gets you killed." Here’s what they don’t tell you about vengeance: It doesn’t heal. It addicts. You won’t love this story. You’ll hate how much you need to finish it.
Ajala_Ayomiposi · 12.4K Views

The Requiem of Gods: The Shattered Thrones

In a world abandoned by its gods, the kingdoms that once thrived under divine rule now crumble under the weight of mortal ambition. As war and betrayal ravage the land, Aminah, the exiled princess of Vinahirana, watches her kingdom fall to ruin. Stripped of her crown and cast into the wilderness, she must navigate a world where faith no longer shields the weak, and power is the only law that remains. Determined to reclaim her homeland, Aminah embarks on a journey across a fractured world, uncovering ancient secrets buried beneath the ruins of fallen empires. Alongside her travels, she encounters Xillrixe, a being bound to the will of the world itself, whose existence defies all mortal understanding. As their fates intertwine, Aminah learns that the fall of her kingdom is but a single thread in a grander scheme—a conflict that stretches beyond nations and into the very fabric of existence. But the gods did not disappear without leaving behind their remnants. In the shadows of war, forgotten powers stir, seeking vessels to shape the world once more. As kingdoms rise and fall, and monarchs become martyrs, Aminah is forced to question what it truly means to be a ruler. Will she restore the past, or forge a new future free from divine shackles? Meanwhile, in the Land of Aetherfall, where another war rages, Ezekiel’s path unknowingly mirrors her own. Two stories, two kingdoms, and one inevitable reckoning, would their worlds collide? The shattered thrones will tremble once more.
3nC · 824 Views

The Red Queen of Nothing

“I Lord Tank Albridge, and my family, Pete Albridge, Cleo Albridge, and Fred Albridge, disavow Vinnandra the hateful as our blood. “Today, in one voice we curse the day she joined us, and we’ll forever celebrate the day she has left our ranks! Vinnandra shall not know us, and she is not ours to know anymore.” *** In a world of white-haired dragon riders and black-haired witches, Princess Vinnandra Albridge is born red-haired as the forbidden spawn of a witch-spy and a dragon rider known as the Hateful. Unwanted by her family and shunned by society, Vinn tries to get by everyday unnoticed and alive. However, her simple plans come crashing down when her family disavows her by removing her from her royal bloodline, proclaiming her a traitor to consequently serve as an official slave to the notorious Lenklock dragon riders family that rules in the North. There, it would seem that while Vinn might not be able to groom a dragon, she might make good food for one… not if she had anything to do about it. Vowing to fight for her life and rise above others, Vinn must learn how to break through her blood and reach to whatever minute strength she possesses and become a dragon rider… or something. And it would seem Vinnandra’s vows would be realised in the form of Xander Lenklock—a troubled man and problematic heir who charges into her life, proclaiming a nobody like her his greatest ally and seeking her alliance. For the first time in a long while, Vinn feels needed and wanted—two dangerous elements that ignites feelings she shouldn’t have, and evokes thoughts she shouldn’t think. And in a partnership that might make or break them, Vinn was sure she would do anything to have Xanders’ body, heart and soul. Problem is, Xander has a fiancée who was there to stay… forever. But with her mothers past looming over her, and with shadows of the enemy hidden in the trees playing their ultimate move, even if Vinnandra manages to steal Xander’s heart, will she be able to keep it? Or will her dubious identity destroy everything she has come to enjoy? Will the powers she has come to possess swallow her? Or could she be the enemy that her people really fear? Be whatever it might, the ultimate question remains—Dragon rider or Witch… which is she? ***** VOLUME 1 (Beginnings): COMPLETE VOLUME 2 (Chaos Abounds): ONGOING VOLUME 3: (Wrath of the Burned): UPCOMING
JaneSmitten · 300.9K Views

Rise of the rogue queen

Zephyrine should have died that night. It was her wedding day, but it turned out to be a mourning day for her. She lost her parents, the Alpha and Luna, and worse still, she was framed for their deaths by the fiancé she was expected to marry. Zephyrine barely escaped death and promised herself to avenge her parents death. She became a queen—a fearless queen with a pack. She crushed those who stood in her way, even challenging great Alphas and those of high authority. Despite all this, little does she know that fate had other plans in store for her. She finally found her mate, and he was none other than the Lord of the Grims. She refused to let the mate bond tie her down and chose to grow stronger while protecting her pack. The Lord of the Grims was forbidden from having a mate following the betrayal from the werewolves that happened centuries ago. But despite it all, the Lord couldn't help but fall deeper in love with Zephyrine. He protected her and acted as a shield, refusing to leave her side despite how she pushed him away. Zephyrine and the Lord encountered different situations of life and death, bringing them closer. Unaware of his true identity, she began to fall in love with him. Those from each realm found out about this forbidden love and decided to put a stop to it. Zephyrine discovered his true identity, realizing what the werewolves had done to his kind. She chose to fight for love despite all odds. Because some loves are written in fate. And some must be fought for in blood. Will she be able to stand against the two realms and still fight for the one she loves? What other danger lay ahead in their love story? Excerpt from the book "You carry yourself like you're untouchable," Caden said, his voice low and smooth. "Like no one can reach you. But I see right through that mask, Zephyrine." I held my ground, unwilling to let him see how much his presence was affecting me. "If you think you can intimidate me, you're mistaken. I've stood against worse than you." His lips curved into a faint smile, but there was something deeper in his gaze now—something that felt like fire. "You feel it, don't you?" he murmured. I stiffened, my wolf practically clawing to get out. I did feel it—the pull, the undeniable connection that tied me to him. My mate. The realization hit me like a tidal wave, and I hated how vulnerable it made me feel. "You're wrong," I said sharply, though my voice wavered. "Whatever this is, I don't want it." Caden's eyes softened, but he didn't back down. Instead, he took another step forward, closing the distance between us until I could feel the heat radiating from him. He raised a hand, brushing his fingers lightly against my cheek. "Deny it all you want, Zephyrine," he said softly, his touch sending sparks through my skin. "But your wolf doesn't lie. You can feel it, just like I do." I shivered, hating how my body betrayed me. My breath hitched as his thumb gently traced along my jawline. "I've been waiting for you," he continued. "And now that I've found you, I won't let you go." I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stay firm. "I don't need a mate," I whispered, though the words felt hollow. Caden's smile widened, but it wasn't mocking—it was warm, almost tender. "You may not think you require me," he said, his voice steady, "but I promise you, Zephyrine, you'll want me. And when that time comes, you'll submit—not because I demand it, but because you'll choose to." The way he said it made my heart stutter, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. Before I could respond, he leaned closer, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, "You'll see, my queen. You can try to fight it, but you'll be mine in the end." He pulled back, his intense gaze locking with mine one last time before he turned and walked away, leaving me standing there, breathless and trembling. My wolf was practically purring, but I wasn't going to give in. Never.
44Fa · 15.3K Views

Game of Thrones: beginning and the end

In the frozen North, whispers of an ancient terror grow louder. In the South, corruption festers beneath golden crowns. The Seven Kingdoms of Westeros stand on the edge of war, where honor is a weakness, loyalty is a lie, and the only path to power is paved with blood. Eddard Stark, Warden of the North, is summoned to King’s Landing to serve as Hand of the King, an offer he cannot refuse. But the capital is a viper’s nest of deceit, where whispered secrets are deadlier than swords. As he unearths a conspiracy that threatens the throne, he finds himself caught between ruthless ambition and an oathbound sense of duty—two forces that will lead him to ruin. To the east, across the Narrow Sea, Daenerys Targaryen is sold like chattel to a savage warlord. But within her burns the fire of her ancestors, the dragon blood of House Targaryen. From the ashes of her suffering, she will rise—not as a pawn, but as a queen who will burn cities to the ground if they stand in her way. Beyond the Wall, where the realm forgets to look, Jon Snow, a bastard without a future, takes the black to join the Night’s Watch. But what lies beyond the frozen wasteland is not just exile and hardship—it is death. An enemy older than the kingdoms of men stirs, its icy fingers creeping closer, and the Wall may not stand against it. As kings rise and fall, as alliances shatter with the thrust of a dagger, the game of thrones begins. And in this brutal game, you win—or you die.
Itz_Suncity · 2.4K Views

The Queen of Fyre

In the realm of Fyre Land, Princess Ignis grapples with a legacy overshadowed by her lack of elemental power, a vital attribute in her magical kingdom. Her father, King Pyrrhus, a formidable ruler fueled by flames, has long belittled her for this deficiency, subjecting her to mistreatment and neglect. Despite her hardships, Ignis harbors a fierce determination to alter her destiny. Her salvation appears in the form of Adrian, the enigmatic ruler of Aqua Land, where water reigns supreme. Ignis learns of Adrian's unparalleled power and envisions a path to reclaim her sovereignty. She confronts Adrian, presenting her proposal with a mixture of determination and vulnerability. She seeks not only his hand in marriage but also his alliance, aiming to wield his elemental prowess to ascend the throne of Fyre Land as its rightful queen. As Ignis and Adrian navigate the complexities of politics and power, they forge an unexpected bond, transcending their initial motives. Both must confront betrayals, intrigue, and the specter of war as they strive to unite their realms and defy the constraints of fate. Can Ignis reconcile her desire for power with her longing for love, or will she sacrifice one for the other? Who will emerge victorious and at what cost? "The Queen of Fyre" is a captivating tale of courage, ambition, and the enduring quest for self-determination. Against a backdrop of elemental magic and political intrigue, Princess Ignis and King Adrian navigate a perilous journey towards love and empowerment, igniting flames of change that will forever alter the fate of their kingdoms.
Ananya_A_ · 23.7K Views
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